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My dad was a bit of a miser. You know, a cheapskate. To his credit he did start working to pay the bills of his household when he was twelve years old. First a paper route and then other jobs … Continue reading →

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In 1967 my family lived in Provo, Utah where my dad was attending BYU. The house we moved into had a huge gutter in front of it between the sidewalk and the street. The gutter was a foot deep and … Continue reading →

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This is George. I met him while he was sitting in the shade with a cool beverage and a video poker game. He had brought his grandson up to Blanding to see about a job, and he was enjoying the … Continue reading →